Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Again, The Next Three Days

Re-watching The Next Three Days. I wrote a post about it back here if anyone's interested. It's about a college teacher whose wife is wrongly convicted of murder and whom he breaks out of prison in the face of everyone and everything telling him to accept the inevitable and move on with his life. What's disturbing and riveting about the movie is how he changes and how he doesn't change in order to be the kind of person who could do such a thing. In teaching a class on Don Quixote, he says to his students ...

We spend a lot of time trying to organize the world. We build clocks and calendars and try to predict the weather. But what part of our life is truly under our control? What if we choose to exist purely in a reality of our own making? Does that render us insane? And if it does isn't that better than a life of despair?